Page 27 of Imperfect Match (Imperfect Match 1)
“My aura coloring?”
“Yes.” She smiles knowingly. “Where is Reid, by the way? On his date?”
“If you must know, yes. He’s on the date with Kandace—”
“The girl with crazy eyes?”
My sister is such a pain in the ass sometimes. “She’s going to work out, just watch. They were both really excited about the date.” I try to sound enthusiastic.
“We’ll see,” Aspen says, as she enters my apartment, uninvited, and plops on the couch. My phone pings. “You have a text.”
I roll my eyes. “Thanks. And come on in.”
* * *
Reid: At the restaurant.
* * *
I take a deep breath and reply.
Me: Have fun.
* * *
Reid: Oh, I will. Thanks for setting this up, Wills.
* * *
I hate my life.
Me: Anything for you.
* * *
Reid: Anything?
* * *
Me: Just behave and be charming.
Or don’t. Ruin the date and come back. Let’s cuddle up on the couch and see where the night takes us.I’m so going to need my vibrator tonight.
“Who was that?” Aspen asks.
“Reid.”
My sister smirks. “How is the lady you hope will be Mrs. Fortino?”
“He didn’t say.”
“Interesting.” Aspen leans back, her arms draped over the back of the couch, and sighs.
I don’t know why that is interesting to her, but understanding the inner workings of my sister’s mind has never been my gift. Or anyone’s mind. On the other hand, she’s really intuitive, trustworthy, and would be able to make sense of the kiss Reid and I shared. Aspen has a weird way of seeing past the surface. She and my mother share that gift—I do not.
I wander over to the couch. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
